Han Yu found the days after the battle to be strangely blurry.
Everything that had happened at the Slaughtered Moon Divine Blood Sect felt unreal now. The war that had consumed his life for years, the plans and conspiracies he had built with painstaking effort, the endless fear and tension that had followed him every waking moment, all of it had ended within a single afternoon after Lin Mu intervened.
Even now, whenever Han Yu recalled the image of the Bleeding Moon being split apart by one sword strike, he felt as if he had witnessed something beyond mortal comprehension.
The destruction of the Blood Sect happened quickly after that.
Lin Mu did not simply destroy the sect and leave. Instead, he personally oversaw the aftermath, and his efficiency left everyone speechless.
